The man barely squeezed out a smile, "My lord… I apologize…"
Richie intervened because his business would be affected if the man did what they asked him to.
"Mr. Crawford, calm down." Ritchie thought Blake’s surname was Crawford. "This is because of my mismanagement that caused the villain to exploit the loopholes. Let it go…"
"Alright. It’s just because of you that I’ll let this slide," Blake said.
Did Lilly catch all these evil spirits? In that case, it's enough for now.
"It’s okay for us to leave, but we have made our points clear." Blake never allowed his daughter’s name to be stained.
"My daughter's right in this matter. This person specializes in counterfeiting. These counterfeit stones have been placed not only here, but also in other places. Four people had been cheated, making a total of 90 million. One of them was an old lady who didn't know anything. She was stopped by this person on her way to the hospital, and cheated out of all her life-saving money. She died because she got too agitated when she learned the truth. My daughter pointed out that he cheated on people’s money. Do you guys think there's something wrong?" Blake asked.
The people hurriedly shook their heads. The people who gamble almost forgot that this man was exposed as a liar at the beginning.
"He deserved it!"
"Get lost!"
"He should have his hands and feet broken off…"
It didn’t matter if the people were being honest, Blake achieved what he wanted.
"Richie?" Blake looked at Richie.
"Yes, Mr. Crawford."
"Let’s talk between the both of us."
Richie thought it was a child who didn't know any better who stole and sold the family’s treasure. The adults were here to get it back now. That bracelet was indeed a piece of gem. A crystal with such a pure shade of purple couldn’t be found so easily.
Blake sat on the sofa and looked at Lilly eating the cake. "I didn't call you here to get the bracelet."
Lilly also looked up, "Uncle Richie, it really has nothing to do with the bracelet. We want to ask, have you ever met a fortune teller before?"
Richie froze, "Fortune teller… There’s one…"
Lilly hurriedly asked, "Do you still have his contact information?"
"That fortune teller is indeed powerful. When I was poor and begged him for riches. He cast a spell and told me to give him 10 million once I became rich… He did not ask me to pay him anything at that time. My life really got better and I became richer and richer."
Lilly looked at the rich spirit above his head. Erm… Does he know what he invited?
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